Why Cape Breton truly is romantic

A sweeping view of Cabot Trail from one of the stops along the historic route. (Julia Pelish/Vacay.ca)

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Story by Adrian BrijbassiVacay.ca Managing Editor

WHITE POINT, CAPE BRETON, NOVA SCOTIA — In February 2012, just prior to Valentine’s Day, Vacay.ca named Cape Breton as the most romantic place in Canada to visit. Immediately, I received emails decrying the selection. And they were all from Cape Bretoners. Cape Breton is too isolated, I was told. There’s nothing to do there. Its cities are run down and depressed. Too rainy. Romance is about champagne and chocolates and roses, an interviewer from CBC Radio in Sydney, Nova Scotia told me. It’s about Paris and Montreal, not backwater Cape Breton.

At that point, I had never been to Cape Breton. To defend the selection, I turned to my team of travel writers whose effusive praise of the island clinched the selection. (Quebec City was my pick.) They told me about the beauty of it and the warmth of the islanders and the refreshing lack of cell-phone signals, which gave two people looking for an escape from the hectic pace of urban life the time to connect.

Their thinking made sense but one of the reasons I chose to come to this island was to validate our selection for myself. I drove through the rain from Halifax, becoming cynical, as journalists usually do, thinking that Cape Breton couldn’t look or feel any different than the rest of Nova Scotia, which was certainly beautiful and charming, though not remarkably romantic. How could Cape Breton be so distinct? I wondered as I neared the Canso Causeway.

Cabot Trail’s Best Views

As soon as I crossed that bridge and glimpsed the Bras d’Or Lakes, Cape Breton did indeed spin its magic. By the time I left after a four-day visit, I would have the ammunition of my own words to tell you that yes, Cape Breton is incredibly, undoubtedly and overwhelmingly romantic. And not just because of the astounding beauty of the Cabot Trail, and not just because it offered an escape from busy Toronto to a place that seemed of a different era, and not simply because it has a unique culture that takes you away, and because the 150,000 or so people who occupy this enclave settled primarily by Scottish immigrants are so friendly and kind they instill in you a desire to come back. The reason Cape Breton is romantic is because when you come here you want to share the experience with another.

I sat on a rock at White Point, on the eastern edge of the Cape Highlands National Park, and gazed out beyond the large cross that honours The Unknown Sailor and deep into the azure of the Atlantic and revelled in the aloneness of being there with my wife. You might think you can enjoy such moments in any park in this country or on any picturesque lookout off of a highway. But you can’t, not to this degree.

The Cabot Trail makes you stop. Not stop and start. Stop. Stop with all the myriad thoughts racing through your head about work and responsibilities and where to go next. Here, you stop, you linger, you give in to the views that beat you to your knees with their beauty. Of the magnificent roads I’ve been on, the Cabot Trail is most reminiscent of the Cape Peninsula loop in South Africa, which starts and ends in Cape Town, and thunders through beach villages, passed vistas where you can spy wine country, and over rocky cliffs with dramatic drops that dive into the Atlantic and Indian oceans.

There are other highways in the world that also have splendid scenery and spectacular viewpoints and heart-pounding asphalt descents. The stretch of the Cabot Trail that starts in the Cape Highlands National Park packs all of that in on a 103-kilometre parabolic thrill ride that knocks into you a sense of appreciation for all that really matters in your life.

When you stop to realize that truth, you’ll never question the magnitude of Cape Breton’s romantic nature.

More About Cape Highlands National Park and the Cabot Trail

Hours: The park can be accessed year round, but with limited services from mid-October to mid-May. The visitor’s centres are open from 9 am-5 pm in the fall and spring; 8 am-7 pm in the summer.Telephone: 902-224-2306Admission prices: Adult fees are $5.80 from October 24, 2012 to May 1, 2013. In the peak season, the price rises to $7.80. Family passes are available for $14.70 (off-season) or $19.60 (peak season). Individual camping rates start at $17.60 per night. For full rates, check the park’s website.Route: The park has visitor’s centres in the towns of Ingonish on the east coast of the island and Cheticamp on the western side. The views are outstanding no matter what direction you drive, but residents recommend driving from Ingonish-to-Cheticamp because you will be driving closer to the ocean on that side of the road. There is also a recommended detour that takes you on the trail’s Coastal Loop, which goes through the towns of White Point and Neil’s Harbour, where you can stop for ice cream in a lighthouse.History: The Cabot Trail is named after Italian explorer John Cabot (Giovanni Caboto), who landed in what is now Nova Scotia in 1497. The trail was completed in 1932 and extends more than 300 kilometres. The stretch in Cape Highlands park is about one-third of that length and there are numerous places to stay along the trail. Vacay.ca will have more on Cape Breton in the coming weeks.

About the Author

Adrian Brijbassi

Adrian is the editor of Vacay.ca and his articles are frequently syndicated by the Huffington Post and appear in the Globe & Mail. He makes regular appearances on CTV News, TSN Radio and CJSF Radio, talking about travel, sports, creative writing and journalism. A former editor at the Toronto Star and New York Newsday, Adrian has won numerous awards for his travel writing and fiction, and has visited more than 30 countries. He is also a judge for the World’s 50 Best Restaurants and spearheaded the Vacay.ca Top 50 Restaurants in Canada list that debuted in April 2012.

I too call Cape Breton home and have for all of my almost fifty plus years…there is no other place on earth that I could live. Ask any Cape Bretoner how they feel when they cross the Causeway and know they’re home…now there’s an indescribable feeling for you!